The Windcloud Saber, Star-Plucking Hand, Taihua Sword, and Dawn Moon Weave were the four inherited "Divine Weapons" of the Demon Tomb World. The peace of the entire world rested upon them.
Now, all three Divine Weapons aside from the Windcloud Saber had been taken, throwing every martial artist into a panic.
Without the Divine Weapons, how were they supposed to seal the Demon Tomb?
"What the hell has Star-Plucking Tower been doing? The Demon Cult clearly has no Divine Weapons. In a direct clash, they are no match for us. How could they snatch the Divine Weapons of the other three sects at the same time?"
The Windcloud Manor Lord flew into a rage, his gaze fierce enough to devour people. He simply could not understand how this had happened.
Even if pigs from three pigsties had been wielding the Divine Weapons, they should not have been taken so easily!
The Demon Cult truly had such strength? Then why had they remained holed up on Sacred Flame Mountain all this time? They should have come out long ago and dominated the world!
"The Demon Cult has hidden itself very deeply. It has secretly nurtured quite a few Apex Experts and infiltrated the other three sects as well," the messenger hurriedly explained.
"Useless! The three sects have enjoyed peace for too long and grown too lax! If they had been as vigilant as my Windcloud Manor, how could this have happened?" The Windcloud Manor Lord grew angrier as he spoke.
The Demon Cult was powerful? Excuses, all excuses. Had Windcloud Manor not escaped attack?
The manor lord had finally understood. With a pack of vermin like this, they could never protect this world!
"Manor Lord, what should we do?"
"First, join up with Star-Plucking Tower and the others. We must recover